We’re all dying, Cassel. It’s just that some of us are dying faster than others.
This is never going to be over, I shout. Someone will always be after me. There’s always consequences. Well, BRING IT. I am done with being afraid, and I am done with you.
They say that nameless things change constantly—that names fix them in place like pins.
There is something of yours I would like to return to you.What?He leaned across the distance between them and caught her mouth with his own. Her eyes fluttered closed and her lips parted easily as she...
There is nothing for her beyond those gates, Gavriel said. Do you think to bring her along like a talisman to remind you of your humanity? Or do you think sharing your damnation will lighten the burde...
The more powerful you become, the more others will find ways to master you. They'll do it through those you love and those you hate. They will find the bit and the bridle that fits your mouth and will...
The flavor of that blood stayed with him through the long years of his service (...) by then he could no longer remember whose blood it was, only that he had grown used to the taste.
That’s family for you. Can’t live with them; can’t murder them. Unless Barron rats me out to Yulikova. Then I really might.
Sometimes I go down and stare at it, trying to see my parents in the tide lines of dried blood. I want to feel something, something besides a vague queasiness. I want to feel more, but every time I lo...
So it’s not as bad as it looks? Call ventured. Oh, no, she told him. It’s just as bad as it looks. But I’m very, very good at my job.
She’s an old lady, Barron says. And she’s been locked up for years. Let her have some fun. She needs to blow off steam. Seduce old dudes. Lose money at canasta.
She wears trouble like a crown. If she ever falls in love, she’ll fall like a comet, burning the sky as she goes.
She suddenly understood why she had let him kiss her in the diner, why she had wanted him at all.She wanted to control him.He was every arrogant boyfriend that had treated her mother badly. He was eve...
Pet the cat dude, says Sam. She brought you a present. She wants you to tell her how badass she is. You are a tiny tiny killing machine. Daneca coos. What's she doing? I ask. Purring! says Daneca....
One of his hands slides over my stomach, tracing the shape of my skin. He kisses me again, and it's like falling off a cliff. Like a mountain slide, building momentum with every touch, until there is...
Once someone's hurt you, it's harder to relax around them, harder to think of them as safe to love. But it doesn't stop you from wanting them.
No, said Luis, You can't date the Lord of the Night Court.Well, I'm not, he dumped me.You can't get dumped by the lord of the night court.Oh, yes, you can. You so completely can.
No matter how careful I am, eventually I’ll make another misstep. I am weak. I am fragile. I am mortal.
Nevermore, Lolli said. That's what Luis calls it, because there are three rules: Never more than once a day, never more than a pinch at a time, and never more than two days in a row.
More and more I feel like the boy who cut off his nose to spite his face.